Clad in his Trans-Island pink top, I see him frown now and then when the bus comes to a halt. Next, he stands up and signal people to move in some more, for some, a lot more. This is the scenario that I see everyday; perhaps bus-drivers' job scope has really gone more than just simply putting their hands on the huge steering wheel and to stop when the "bus stopping" light lits up. During peak hours, they act as part-time pasar malam uncles too you know?

Imagine the pasar-malam uncles shouting "Lelong lelong...3 for $10!"

and the bus-drivers shouts, "move in move in!! Come on!"

Now, that sounds pretty alike to me.

Well, despite looking at how the poor driver frowns at the sardine-packed bus and how he's supposed to close the door when people standing right at the doorstep refused to get down and wait for the next bus, there were more than this.

As bus 187( I call it the school bus for students from commonwealth sec, jurongville sec, shuqun sec, fuhua sec, hong kah sec, jurong sec, yuhua sec, hua yi and of course jjc) slows down when it reaches the next bus stop from where I boarded. You see a big group of people swarming towards the predicted point of the door when the bus, stops. Everyone tries to get on the bus and amongst the crowd, uncles and aunties outshine and outwin the rest who are mostly students. They, managed to do it with amazing powers of kiasuism. Should I feel demeaned or entertained by such scenarios when I witness them as a true Singaporean? In fact, I felt both. It is hilarious to see how these uncles and aunties in their 50s walk in big strides from the far end of a bus stop to the front of the queue, their faces almost touching the glass doors.

After they were ensured of a space in the bus, they fight hard just to get a seat. I won't comment if they are senior citizens, I am sure people would gladly make space for them to walk or even give up their seats. These uncles and aunties SQUEEZE their way through bulky bags and thick files to get a seat and just today, I thought I saw a monkey! He was so swift with his swinging skills, holding steadily, handles to handles and in less than 30 seconds after he boarded the bus, he was comfortably in his seat.

There was another pudgy auntie who was already seated at the four-seaters area. Hers was against the direction of travel. Just when the guy opposite was standing up, she did the same and before he could leave the seat proper, the auntie practically crabbed him out and blocked one primary school kid, who wanted to alight,with her posterior.

Poor kid.

"Haiyo!" I exclaimed uncontrollably.

What's the rush man?

Maybe I should put myself in a state of denial and excuse their behaviours for their age. But some are seriously intolerable and I don't think such acts reflect well of our culture here in Singapore, do they? For the moment, I don't really see teenagers' kiasuism on bus and hopefully, I won't in time to come.

Gosh..it's really "unglam" and detestable for a foreign tourists to see how kaisu singaporeans are in bus.

Shayna sang @ 4:30 PM

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